Hey y'all!
My new Sip is out!
Picking Daisies is a Colorado smokejumpers story. While it's not a Jed and Eli story, it is in the same part of the world, and it makes me smile. You can find it here!
I'll post an excerpt this week, I promise!
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Saturday, July 09, 2011
tired and ready to go home
I love to travel, but this trip has been mostly driving (mostly BA driving) and that makes me tired. I met some amazing dogs, though, and got to see some lovely country. Arkansas is pretty, but you can't get espresso in most of it (Texarkana has one Starbucks o.O) and you can't get gluten free food.
I'm in east Texas now and go home tomorrow
I miss my bassets ;)
I'm in east Texas now and go home tomorrow
I miss my bassets ;)
Friday, July 08, 2011
Monday, July 04, 2011
Happy Fourth of July everyone!
Celebrate Independence Day with the press that started the m/m explosion 8 years ago! (What, shameless self-promotion is a uniquely American trait)
Torquere Press has a 15% off sale right now. July42011 is the code at www.torquerebooks.com
Also, I have a new Sip coming out Saturday the 9th. It's called Picking Daisies, it's m/m, and it's about a smokejumping firefighter! So excited. Look for a preview this week.
Torquere Press has a 15% off sale right now. July42011 is the code at www.torquerebooks.com
Also, I have a new Sip coming out Saturday the 9th. It's called Picking Daisies, it's m/m, and it's about a smokejumping firefighter! So excited. Look for a preview this week.
Friday, July 01, 2011
Cirque Caprice 3
The latest in the Cirque Caprice series is in to my editor at Changeling Press
This one is Vance's story (brother of Victor from Book 1) and it's a m/m/f menage. I'm so tickled! It comes out in August, so I'll keep you posted. Meanwhile, check out books one and two.
This one is Vance's story (brother of Victor from Book 1) and it's a m/m/f menage. I'm so tickled! It comes out in August, so I'll keep you posted. Meanwhile, check out books one and two.
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Been working on the layout of the blog
the changes are subtle, but I like it!
How about something fun for a Thursday?
(grins)
It's so hot here that I thought I would post a pic from Niagara Falls in March. It was bitter cold, and BA Tortuga is a Texas girl, through and through. She was a little offended by the cold.
How about something fun for a Thursday?
(grins)
It's so hot here that I thought I would post a pic from Niagara Falls in March. It was bitter cold, and BA Tortuga is a Texas girl, through and through. She was a little offended by the cold.
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Almost done with 2 new stories
eeee
I love the end of a story. Now, don't get me wrong, the last thousand words is the hardest for me, but damn. I love the sense of accomplishment when I do finish one. Makes me happy as hell.
I love the end of a story. Now, don't get me wrong, the last thousand words is the hardest for me, but damn. I love the sense of accomplishment when I do finish one. Makes me happy as hell.
Sunday, June 26, 2011
working hard today
BA and I take Thursdays and Saturdays off. Sundays are catching up on the to-do days, and so far I have cleaned out emails, gone through a story edit, done 500 words on an impending doom deadline and worked on some bill paying
I would much rather be here:
Ah. Colorado *and* rodeo...
I would much rather be here:
Ah. Colorado *and* rodeo...
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Started a new story
which is both good and bad, as I have 3 deadlines and this is not the one that's urgent...
Still, it's good to be writing smokejumpers again
Still, it's good to be writing smokejumpers again
Saturday, June 18, 2011
tired and hot
but accomplished. I haven't canned since my mom died. BA Tortuga and I did 10 quarts of tomatoes and 5 pints of strawberry jam. We're doing blackberry next week
I don't talk about it much as Julia, but in my real life I've lost from a size 28/30 US to a 16/18, and half my body weight is gone. We do WW now, but we started just by no longer eating fast food or drinking soda
Now BA I are gluten free (she's violently allergic to wheat) and we do our best to eat local and seasonal. We cook together a lot; it's a family thing, now.
I just had to share about the canning. My mom would be so proud
I don't talk about it much as Julia, but in my real life I've lost from a size 28/30 US to a 16/18, and half my body weight is gone. We do WW now, but we started just by no longer eating fast food or drinking soda
Now BA I are gluten free (she's violently allergic to wheat) and we do our best to eat local and seasonal. We cook together a lot; it's a family thing, now.
I just had to share about the canning. My mom would be so proud
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Happy Birthday to me!
I have the best job in the world, a new Ipad, and BA Tortuga got me a slide scanner so I can access all my childhood pics and a corn dog maker so I can make decent Gluten Free corn dogs
all in all, it's a good day, Tater
all in all, it's a good day, Tater
Thursday, June 09, 2011
good day
I love days where I get to concentrate on writing. I do. I don't always get a lot of word count in, but those are my favorite days. When I get a little blocked I play a game or two of pool with BA Tortuga, and chat about what werewolf would do what to which vampire, or which one of her cowboys would do what to which redneck.
It's always a great give and take, talking characters with another writer. It makes me smile.
So do basset hounds.
night all
It's always a great give and take, talking characters with another writer. It makes me smile.
So do basset hounds.
night all
Monday, June 06, 2011
Party of Two Excerpt and buy link
as promised. Late, but still
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Lalala
Here's where you can buy my Sip, Party of Two
And here's a wee bit to get you going!
Liam knew he ought to get his ass down the mountain.
He'd been at Matthew's cabin for two weeks, the first spent recovering, the second helping to pay his way by repairing snowshoes and chopping wood. They'd had another tremendous snow two days ago, and Liam used that as his excuse for not moving on.
Really, he was hanging around to watch Matthew move. The man went shirtless inside a lot, wearing just a pair of soft sweats, his cock and balls clearly outlined.
It was a little crazy-making, especially since he'd decided that Matthew wasn't going to go all Donner party and eat him, or go all cabin fever on him and whack him with an axe. They got along really well, in fact.
Really well.
God, he needed to go home, just to save him from making a fool of himself. The only problem was he wasn't sure where home was; the storage building where he'd stowed all his stuff before Denali probably didn't allow live-ins. Matthew made it hard to leave, too. The man was bright, funny, oddly companionable for someone so quiet, and his job didn't require a lot of time. In fact, all Liam had seen him do was record a bunch of data after his daily hike, and then call someone on a satellite phone twice a week to relate it.
That left a lot of time for them to spend together.
Liam had managed to cobble together a decent wardrobe from Matthew's clothes and what had been in his pack, but he'd taken to wearing nothing but sweats inside, as well. When in Rome, right? Matthew seemed to like his creature comforts, so the place was always pretty warm.
"So, let me get this straight." Matthew's voice startled him, coming out of nowhere. They'd stopped talking a few hours back, when Liam had gotten surly discussing his ex. "He dumped you because the weather was bad on Denali and you couldn't climb?"
"Well, it was more that we missed our window of good weather because I had bronchitis. Then we had to wait, and the storms set in a thousand feet above base camp."
Matthew looked up from the rabbit snare he was working on. "Do you have emphysema?"
"No."
"Are you a smoker?"
Liam shook his head, his cheeks heating. "No."
"Did you set out with a cold? Deliberately compromise your lung capacity?"
"No." Liam could see how silly it sounded now, to let Dave convince him he was a failure. He couldn't be sorry, though, as it had led him to meet Matthew, and that was a good thing.
Matthew set aside the snare and stood, stretching before walking over to put one hand on Liam's cheek. "I know a little about being the odd man out. Don't let him make you feel like you don't deserve to be alive."
Without another word, just as Liam was reaching for Matthew's hips, the man turned and grabbed a parka, heading out into the snow.
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Lalala
Here's where you can buy my Sip, Party of Two
And here's a wee bit to get you going!
Liam knew he ought to get his ass down the mountain.
He'd been at Matthew's cabin for two weeks, the first spent recovering, the second helping to pay his way by repairing snowshoes and chopping wood. They'd had another tremendous snow two days ago, and Liam used that as his excuse for not moving on.
Really, he was hanging around to watch Matthew move. The man went shirtless inside a lot, wearing just a pair of soft sweats, his cock and balls clearly outlined.
It was a little crazy-making, especially since he'd decided that Matthew wasn't going to go all Donner party and eat him, or go all cabin fever on him and whack him with an axe. They got along really well, in fact.
Really well.
God, he needed to go home, just to save him from making a fool of himself. The only problem was he wasn't sure where home was; the storage building where he'd stowed all his stuff before Denali probably didn't allow live-ins. Matthew made it hard to leave, too. The man was bright, funny, oddly companionable for someone so quiet, and his job didn't require a lot of time. In fact, all Liam had seen him do was record a bunch of data after his daily hike, and then call someone on a satellite phone twice a week to relate it.
That left a lot of time for them to spend together.
Liam had managed to cobble together a decent wardrobe from Matthew's clothes and what had been in his pack, but he'd taken to wearing nothing but sweats inside, as well. When in Rome, right? Matthew seemed to like his creature comforts, so the place was always pretty warm.
"So, let me get this straight." Matthew's voice startled him, coming out of nowhere. They'd stopped talking a few hours back, when Liam had gotten surly discussing his ex. "He dumped you because the weather was bad on Denali and you couldn't climb?"
"Well, it was more that we missed our window of good weather because I had bronchitis. Then we had to wait, and the storms set in a thousand feet above base camp."
Matthew looked up from the rabbit snare he was working on. "Do you have emphysema?"
"No."
"Are you a smoker?"
Liam shook his head, his cheeks heating. "No."
"Did you set out with a cold? Deliberately compromise your lung capacity?"
"No." Liam could see how silly it sounded now, to let Dave convince him he was a failure. He couldn't be sorry, though, as it had led him to meet Matthew, and that was a good thing.
Matthew set aside the snare and stood, stretching before walking over to put one hand on Liam's cheek. "I know a little about being the odd man out. Don't let him make you feel like you don't deserve to be alive."
Without another word, just as Liam was reaching for Matthew's hips, the man turned and grabbed a parka, heading out into the snow.
Friday, June 03, 2011
New Sip out tomorrow
Hey y'all! I have a new Sip out tomorrow from Torquere Press.
It's called Party of Two, and it's about mountain climber Liam and what happens when he almost freezes to death. Matthew wonders if Liam has a death wish when he drags the shivering man to his cabin, but he has secrets of his own...
Look for an excerpt and buy link tomorrow!
It's called Party of Two, and it's about mountain climber Liam and what happens when he almost freezes to death. Matthew wonders if Liam has a death wish when he drags the shivering man to his cabin, but he has secrets of his own...
Look for an excerpt and buy link tomorrow!
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Blogger was down
I've been trying to tell y'all about my new books and Blogger has been down.
I have a new release out with Changeling Press this week, called Tumbling. It's book two in the Cirque Caprice series, and it has 2 boys, a girl with a big booty, and lots of hotness. Or at least I think so...
You can find it here
Here's the blurb:
When a vision of the future sends Lindsey running Alan and Jules have to win her back.
Lindsey knows it's a mistake to hook up with Alan and Jules, Cirque Caprice's resident pair of playboys, but all the signs say it's time to live dangerously. She finally takes a chance on the boys, and things heat up fast. In fact, Alan and Jules want to stop playing the field and keep her around.
When a vision of the future sends Lindsey running, fearing for their safety, Alan and Jules have to figure out how to get her back. Will this be the toughest act the two acrobats have ever had to put on?
And then I have a Single Shot at Torquere called Lean on Me. It came out a few whttp://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gifeeks back, but I've been crazy busy. It's about werewolf Jared, and how he helps psychic Aiden find a way to get all the pleasure he needs...
You can find it here!
Aiden has a special, and sometimes downright annoying talent. He doesn’t mind being psychic, but it is a pain in the butt when it starts to affect his sex life. He thinks he might have found the answer in a club called the Bloodrose, a place where guys like him can find some companionship.
Werewolf and control freak Jared thinks that Aiden might be the most interesting customer who has ever come into the club. He also thinks he’s got the perfect solution to Aiden’s little problem. Can he make Aiden believe that it’s okay to let go when someone is there to catch you?
I have a new release out with Changeling Press this week, called Tumbling. It's book two in the Cirque Caprice series, and it has 2 boys, a girl with a big booty, and lots of hotness. Or at least I think so...
You can find it here
Here's the blurb:
When a vision of the future sends Lindsey running Alan and Jules have to win her back.
Lindsey knows it's a mistake to hook up with Alan and Jules, Cirque Caprice's resident pair of playboys, but all the signs say it's time to live dangerously. She finally takes a chance on the boys, and things heat up fast. In fact, Alan and Jules want to stop playing the field and keep her around.
When a vision of the future sends Lindsey running, fearing for their safety, Alan and Jules have to figure out how to get her back. Will this be the toughest act the two acrobats have ever had to put on?
And then I have a Single Shot at Torquere called Lean on Me. It came out a few whttp://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gifeeks back, but I've been crazy busy. It's about werewolf Jared, and how he helps psychic Aiden find a way to get all the pleasure he needs...
You can find it here!
Aiden has a special, and sometimes downright annoying talent. He doesn’t mind being psychic, but it is a pain in the butt when it starts to affect his sex life. He thinks he might have found the answer in a club called the Bloodrose, a place where guys like him can find some companionship.
Werewolf and control freak Jared thinks that Aiden might be the most interesting customer who has ever come into the club. He also thinks he’s got the perfect solution to Aiden’s little problem. Can he make Aiden believe that it’s okay to let go when someone is there to catch you?
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Did I mention I had a new sip?
I do! A new short story from Torquere. It's called Manifest, and it's an odd duck of a story for me, but it was so much fun! Craig need someone to make movie monsters for his new film. Etienne makes monsters. Can Craig face his fears and let Etienne give him what he needs.
You can buy it here:
Here's a snippet!
"Did you want dessert?"
"I would love some." Etienne leaned close. "I have a sweet tooth."
Oh, God, the things that ran through his mind with that one. He curbed them all and waved to their waiter, Timmy. "Two espressos and two crème cakes. Unless you want tiramisu?"
"No, cake is perfect."
"Cool."
They worked their way through dessert and another half bottle of wine. Craig was feeling loose, mellow, but with the slow buzz of sexual heat that left him hungry for far more than food.
Etienne glanced up, staring straight into his eyes as if reading his thoughts. "This has been wonderful."
"It has." Craig tried a smile, but the moment trembled with an intensity that left no room for goofy fake grins.
"I know I am a perfectly capable adult man, but I hate to walk back to the shop alone. A silly thing. Would you walk me back?"
He searched Etienne's face for the invitation he hoped hid inside the words. It was there, warring with a strange and sincere sort of worry. Okay, so Etienne had issues. So did Craig. That was why he made horror movies.
"I can do that." He paid Timmy and left the tip before rising and holding out a hand to Etienne. "Shall we?"
Etienne put a hand in his, and Craig held it even after they were on their way out of the restaurant. No one would pay them any mind after dark in the Quarter. It felt good, right, to hold hands and walk Etienne home. It felt like the beginning of something amazing.
"Would you like to come in?" Etienne asked, and Craig knew they both knew the answer before he opened his mouth to answer. Maybe before Etienne had opened his mouth to ask.
You can buy it here:
Here's a snippet!
"Did you want dessert?"
"I would love some." Etienne leaned close. "I have a sweet tooth."
Oh, God, the things that ran through his mind with that one. He curbed them all and waved to their waiter, Timmy. "Two espressos and two crème cakes. Unless you want tiramisu?"
"No, cake is perfect."
"Cool."
They worked their way through dessert and another half bottle of wine. Craig was feeling loose, mellow, but with the slow buzz of sexual heat that left him hungry for far more than food.
Etienne glanced up, staring straight into his eyes as if reading his thoughts. "This has been wonderful."
"It has." Craig tried a smile, but the moment trembled with an intensity that left no room for goofy fake grins.
"I know I am a perfectly capable adult man, but I hate to walk back to the shop alone. A silly thing. Would you walk me back?"
He searched Etienne's face for the invitation he hoped hid inside the words. It was there, warring with a strange and sincere sort of worry. Okay, so Etienne had issues. So did Craig. That was why he made horror movies.
"I can do that." He paid Timmy and left the tip before rising and holding out a hand to Etienne. "Shall we?"
Etienne put a hand in his, and Craig held it even after they were on their way out of the restaurant. No one would pay them any mind after dark in the Quarter. It felt good, right, to hold hands and walk Etienne home. It felt like the beginning of something amazing.
"Would you like to come in?" Etienne asked, and Craig knew they both knew the answer before he opened his mouth to answer. Maybe before Etienne had opened his mouth to ask.
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Time flies
We had a Tory Temple last week. I miss her so bad now! That was so much fun. I love showing off Austin
Do y'all like it when people visit? What's your favorite town?
Do y'all like it when people visit? What's your favorite town?
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
working hard on new stories
new Single Shot from TQ due out in late April. Sip out in 2 weeks. May story with Changeling
woo
woo
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Woo-- back in town
Hey y'all
Sorry for the lag. Been out of town, then got stuck in O'Hare for 2 days o.O
Okay, so Chicagoans are nice, and O'Hare is not a terrible place, but dude...
The Sip is out, and it's called Learning to Wag
It's about Duke, the manager of the Bloodrose, and his new flame, Jamison, a vampire friend of club owner Jonny
find it here!
http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&products_id=3079
Sorry for the lag. Been out of town, then got stuck in O'Hare for 2 days o.O
Okay, so Chicagoans are nice, and O'Hare is not a terrible place, but dude...
The Sip is out, and it's called Learning to Wag
It's about Duke, the manager of the Bloodrose, and his new flame, Jamison, a vampire friend of club owner Jonny
find it here!
http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&products_id=3079
Friday, March 11, 2011
lalala Bloodrose
Have a Bloodrose (The club from Belling the Cat and An Itch to Scratch) Sip coming out this weekend. This one is about floor manager Duke and his new love interest, vampire Jamison. It's a short story, but it's smokin' hot if I do say so myself.
Look for it on Saturday!
Look for it on Saturday!
Saturday, March 05, 2011
Monday, February 28, 2011
Winners!
Hey y'all!
Congrats to Alex, who wins the Changeling gift certificate and to Angelsbuddy who wins the Torquere GC
Send me an email at juliatalbot at gmail.com and I'll send them on!
Congrats to Alex, who wins the Changeling gift certificate and to Angelsbuddy who wins the Torquere GC
Send me an email at juliatalbot at gmail.com and I'll send them on!
Friday, February 25, 2011
Hey y'all!
I'm very tickled that I got to have a wee release party here today!
Comment here and 2 random commenters will win a shot at Torquere and Changeling gift certificates!
Comment here and 2 random commenters will win a shot at Torquere and Changeling gift certificates!
snippet from Blue Sky Lodge, work safe
If there's anything we can do to make your stay pleasant..."
"I just need to get my bags to the room. My, uh, boyfriend is blind. He's comforted by having his things." Something that smelled right. Felt normal.
"Absolutely. I'll have them sent right now."
"Thank you." He smiled. Shit, he didn't know how to be all rich bitch and shit. He just knew he needed to get Jamie settled.
The guy smiled back, though, like it was no big thing, and maybe it wasn't. Shit, he didn't know.
As it was, he barely remembered to tip the cute little stoner who delivered their bags. Jamie sat on the bed, holding himself very still. When the door closed behind the bellhop, Clay went to unpack Jamie's pillow.
He wasn't even sure Jamie was breathing, he was so fucking still.
"Babe? How about the hot tub?" That would relax all those stiff muscles.
"Is it in here or out by a pool?"
"It's on our little deck. No one can see." They could go in naked. Apparently they really disinfected between guests. Just in case.
"Okay." Jamie unzipped his coat, took his hat off and held it in his hands.
"Here, babe." He took the hat, setting it on the dresser. "The dresser is about three steps from the bed. Kinda tight because the bed is so big."
"Okay. Where's the bathroom?"
"To your left facing like you are now. About four feet. There's a shower, a sink thingee, and the toilet has its own little stall."
Jamie nodded once, then stood. "Did you pack bathing suits?"
"I did, but I have no idea which bag they're in." That was obvious, he knew, but he had to try.
"They're not in the duffle." One of the things they'd taught Jamie in rehab was how to pack a bag, pack his wallet.
"No. No, they're probably in the wheelie. We could go without." He took Jamie's hand, rubbing his thumb over the back.
Jamie stopped still again, eyes closed, breath almost non-existent.
"Babe? I'm..." Shit. No, he wasn't sorry, damn it. He wanted to do it with his boyfriend in the hot tub. There was not one damned thing wrong with that.
The coat and hat were gone, so he started on the sweater and shirt. "Come on, babe."
"It's okay. It felt good."
"Yeah?" He let his fingers trail over Jamie's collarbones. "So do you. I mean, your skin."
Jamie pinked a little, swallowed. "You don't have to do this. I know it's got to be a little like fucking Frankenstein."
"Oh, ew. Frankenstein was a doctor. You know how many germs those guys carry?" He chuckled, kissing the tip of Jamie's nose. "You? You're more like art."
"I just need to get my bags to the room. My, uh, boyfriend is blind. He's comforted by having his things." Something that smelled right. Felt normal.
"Absolutely. I'll have them sent right now."
"Thank you." He smiled. Shit, he didn't know how to be all rich bitch and shit. He just knew he needed to get Jamie settled.
The guy smiled back, though, like it was no big thing, and maybe it wasn't. Shit, he didn't know.
As it was, he barely remembered to tip the cute little stoner who delivered their bags. Jamie sat on the bed, holding himself very still. When the door closed behind the bellhop, Clay went to unpack Jamie's pillow.
He wasn't even sure Jamie was breathing, he was so fucking still.
"Babe? How about the hot tub?" That would relax all those stiff muscles.
"Is it in here or out by a pool?"
"It's on our little deck. No one can see." They could go in naked. Apparently they really disinfected between guests. Just in case.
"Okay." Jamie unzipped his coat, took his hat off and held it in his hands.
"Here, babe." He took the hat, setting it on the dresser. "The dresser is about three steps from the bed. Kinda tight because the bed is so big."
"Okay. Where's the bathroom?"
"To your left facing like you are now. About four feet. There's a shower, a sink thingee, and the toilet has its own little stall."
Jamie nodded once, then stood. "Did you pack bathing suits?"
"I did, but I have no idea which bag they're in." That was obvious, he knew, but he had to try.
"They're not in the duffle." One of the things they'd taught Jamie in rehab was how to pack a bag, pack his wallet.
"No. No, they're probably in the wheelie. We could go without." He took Jamie's hand, rubbing his thumb over the back.
Jamie stopped still again, eyes closed, breath almost non-existent.
"Babe? I'm..." Shit. No, he wasn't sorry, damn it. He wanted to do it with his boyfriend in the hot tub. There was not one damned thing wrong with that.
The coat and hat were gone, so he started on the sweater and shirt. "Come on, babe."
"It's okay. It felt good."
"Yeah?" He let his fingers trail over Jamie's collarbones. "So do you. I mean, your skin."
Jamie pinked a little, swallowed. "You don't have to do this. I know it's got to be a little like fucking Frankenstein."
"Oh, ew. Frankenstein was a doctor. You know how many germs those guys carry?" He chuckled, kissing the tip of Jamie's nose. "You? You're more like art."
now for a ski lodge!
never been on a ski vacation. can you believe it? I know! I lived in Colorado for 10 years. I go there every summer. I don't do a lot of snow
Still, I had fun working on Blue Sky Lodge
It's a multi-author collection about a gay-friendly ski lodge featuring me, Sean Michael, Chris Owen and my partner, BA Tortuga
so much fun!
check it out here! http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&products_id=3058
I'll post a bit of a story in a few!
Still, I had fun working on Blue Sky Lodge
It's a multi-author collection about a gay-friendly ski lodge featuring me, Sean Michael, Chris Owen and my partner, BA Tortuga
so much fun!
check it out here! http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&products_id=3058
I'll post a bit of a story in a few!
Had to run errands - NWS snippet
lots and lots, but I'm here now!
So, today I have a new release at Changeling Press. It's called Cirque Caprice: Tarot, and it's a m/m hot and heavy... Want a peek?
NWS snippet!
Victor thought that Jake smelled like heaven. He rubbed the come into Jake’s skin, smiling a little. “Don’t be embarrassed, man. That was smokin’ hot.”
“Yeah? I think you’ll be just as hot in a minute.” Jake flipped him like a pancake, sending Victor tumbling to the mattress on his back. Thank God the manky bedspread was gone. Hotel rooms could be so déclassé. That was his last flippant thought, though, because Jake slid down between his legs and sucked at the tip of his cock, and he went from snarky to ready to blow in no time at all.
He watched Jake take him in, watched those kiss-bruised lips close around his cock, and his toes curled. It had been so long. So long since anyone had touched him, and never had anyone ever touched him the way Jake did. It made his breath threaten to stop, made all the careful order he usually kept in his head spill out. Before he knew it he was babbling. “Jake. Jake. Fuck.” Jake, Jake, Jake.
Jake sucked like a Hoover, licking on each push down. That mouth was hot as fire, and when Jake swallowed, Victor thought he might just pass out. Instead, he came, hard, not even giving Jake a bit of warning. His fingers curled in Jake’s hair, and he shook, his hips rising up off the bed.
Jake grinned up at him, chin propped on his left hipbone. “Don’t be embarrassed.”
“Why should I be?” Victor unclenched his fingers from Jake’s hair and stroked the kinks he’d put in it out. “You suck like a demented incubus.”
“Nah. That doesn’t run in the family.” Jake winked. “I think.”
find it here!
http://changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1552
So, today I have a new release at Changeling Press. It's called Cirque Caprice: Tarot, and it's a m/m hot and heavy... Want a peek?
NWS snippet!
Victor thought that Jake smelled like heaven. He rubbed the come into Jake’s skin, smiling a little. “Don’t be embarrassed, man. That was smokin’ hot.”
“Yeah? I think you’ll be just as hot in a minute.” Jake flipped him like a pancake, sending Victor tumbling to the mattress on his back. Thank God the manky bedspread was gone. Hotel rooms could be so déclassé. That was his last flippant thought, though, because Jake slid down between his legs and sucked at the tip of his cock, and he went from snarky to ready to blow in no time at all.
He watched Jake take him in, watched those kiss-bruised lips close around his cock, and his toes curled. It had been so long. So long since anyone had touched him, and never had anyone ever touched him the way Jake did. It made his breath threaten to stop, made all the careful order he usually kept in his head spill out. Before he knew it he was babbling. “Jake. Jake. Fuck.” Jake, Jake, Jake.
Jake sucked like a Hoover, licking on each push down. That mouth was hot as fire, and when Jake swallowed, Victor thought he might just pass out. Instead, he came, hard, not even giving Jake a bit of warning. His fingers curled in Jake’s hair, and he shook, his hips rising up off the bed.
Jake grinned up at him, chin propped on his left hipbone. “Don’t be embarrassed.”
“Why should I be?” Victor unclenched his fingers from Jake’s hair and stroked the kinks he’d put in it out. “You suck like a demented incubus.”
“Nah. That doesn’t run in the family.” Jake winked. “I think.”
find it here!
http://changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1552
Release Party!
today I have many things to dance about
It's Friday - always good
It's spring here in Central Texas -- yay
Weight Watchers online rocks _ TMI
I have new books out!
How are y'all doing today? You ready to party?
It's Friday - always good
It's spring here in Central Texas -- yay
Weight Watchers online rocks _ TMI
I have new books out!
How are y'all doing today? You ready to party?
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
release party this weekend!
woo! I have a new release coming out at Changeling Press www.changelingpress.com on Friday. I also have a book out this week with Torquere Press www.torquerebooks.com with my buds, BA Tortuga, Sean Michael and Chris Owen. So. I will be doing a release party on Friday here on my blog and on Twitter. There will be excerpts and cover art and maybe some gifting!
Woo
Friday Feb 25!
Woo
Friday Feb 25!
Sunday, February 20, 2011
working hard this weekend
ad it's all for you, y'all
checking over the final galley on Cirque Caprice at Changeling, and have 3 new pieces in the works for TQ
woo
what are y'all up to?
checking over the final galley on Cirque Caprice at Changeling, and have 3 new pieces in the works for TQ
woo
what are y'all up to?
Friday, February 18, 2011
Monday, February 14, 2011
Went to Dallas for a few days
Well, north of Dallas, to BA's ancestral home (okay, her Daddy has owned that ranch maybe 20 years, but still) and I always get inspiration there. Cowboys and rednecks, muses who chat and chat
This time I think I might have a werewolf hunting guide...
This time I think I might have a werewolf hunting guide...
Friday, February 11, 2011
coming soon!
Hey y'all! Did I mention I have a brand new series at Changeling, with the first book coming out in the next couple of weeks?
It's called Cirque Caprice, and it's about a Cirque de Solelei typse show, but with a definite twist
see the preview here!
It's called Cirque Caprice, and it's about a Cirque de Solelei typse show, but with a definite twist
see the preview here!
Tuesday, February 08, 2011
Excerpt from The Amethyst Eye
Hey y'all!
Just a little post to give y'all a taste of The Amethyst Eye if you haven't bought it already.
:D
It's about blind psychic Jared and his new admirer Dante, who's pretty special himself...
***
"I… Yeah. I think we're doing well." Jared smiled, licking his lower lip, which felt swollen. "What's next?"
"I think we should get more comfortable. Do you object to me being in your bedroom?
"It would be silly of me to object, don't you think?" Now was not the time to get squeamish. He did wonder, as he took Dante's hand and pulled the man through his living room to the hall, what Dante thought of his apartment. Did it seem sterile? Austere? Was it odd, like Jack had always said it was, having very little visual stimulation?
"Am I giving you too much time to think?"
"Maybe." Jared shrugged. "I always wonder what people think of my place."
"It has texture." Dante stopped them just inside his bedroom door, hands coming to rest on Jared's shoulder. "That makes sense. Why surround yourself with things you can't see when you can use your other senses? I like it very much."
"Good." Somehow that was a good thing, that Dante approved. His granny would laugh at him, telling him he was the only one who had to like where he lived, but he wanted to please this man.
"May I undress you, Jared?"
"Only if I get to do the same to you, after. I want to touch you. To get a sense of you."
"I certainly won't argue with that." Dante tugged Jared's T-shirt up and off, then undid Jared's jeans, pushing them down toward the floor. With a few more efficient motions he had Jared stripped of shoes and underwear, standing naked in the cool room.
Jared felt like he must glow.
"Beautiful." Dante touched him, fingers sliding from his shoulder down across Jared's chest, flicking at one nipple before pushing down over his belly to rub the tip of his cock.
Jared shuddered, his balls drawing up a bit, his nipples hard and aching, just like his cock. When Dante reached for the amethyst eye, though, Jared caught his hand.
"Please. I'd rather leave it on."
***
hope you take a chance on it!
J
Just a little post to give y'all a taste of The Amethyst Eye if you haven't bought it already.
:D
It's about blind psychic Jared and his new admirer Dante, who's pretty special himself...
***
"I… Yeah. I think we're doing well." Jared smiled, licking his lower lip, which felt swollen. "What's next?"
"I think we should get more comfortable. Do you object to me being in your bedroom?
"It would be silly of me to object, don't you think?" Now was not the time to get squeamish. He did wonder, as he took Dante's hand and pulled the man through his living room to the hall, what Dante thought of his apartment. Did it seem sterile? Austere? Was it odd, like Jack had always said it was, having very little visual stimulation?
"Am I giving you too much time to think?"
"Maybe." Jared shrugged. "I always wonder what people think of my place."
"It has texture." Dante stopped them just inside his bedroom door, hands coming to rest on Jared's shoulder. "That makes sense. Why surround yourself with things you can't see when you can use your other senses? I like it very much."
"Good." Somehow that was a good thing, that Dante approved. His granny would laugh at him, telling him he was the only one who had to like where he lived, but he wanted to please this man.
"May I undress you, Jared?"
"Only if I get to do the same to you, after. I want to touch you. To get a sense of you."
"I certainly won't argue with that." Dante tugged Jared's T-shirt up and off, then undid Jared's jeans, pushing them down toward the floor. With a few more efficient motions he had Jared stripped of shoes and underwear, standing naked in the cool room.
Jared felt like he must glow.
"Beautiful." Dante touched him, fingers sliding from his shoulder down across Jared's chest, flicking at one nipple before pushing down over his belly to rub the tip of his cock.
Jared shuddered, his balls drawing up a bit, his nipples hard and aching, just like his cock. When Dante reached for the amethyst eye, though, Jared caught his hand.
"Please. I'd rather leave it on."
***
hope you take a chance on it!
J
Wednesday, February 02, 2011
Birthstone released!
my birthstone, The Amethyst Eye, is out at Torquere Press!
a vamp and a blind psychic
what the heck is not to like?
Buy it here
a vamp and a blind psychic
what the heck is not to like?
Buy it here
Monday, January 31, 2011
new books coming!
woo
I have the amethyst eye, a birthstone story from Torquere coming Wednesday. It's a paranormal about a blind man and his new admirer. Here's the cover.
Then I have a new book coming out at Changeling, too. It's called Cirque Caprice: Tarot, and it's coming out mid February
No cover yet, but you can read about it here!
I have the amethyst eye, a birthstone story from Torquere coming Wednesday. It's a paranormal about a blind man and his new admirer. Here's the cover.
Then I have a new book coming out at Changeling, too. It's called Cirque Caprice: Tarot, and it's coming out mid February
No cover yet, but you can read about it here!
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Monday, January 17, 2011
what happens when you lose 2000 words on a bad save
1. Crying
2. Cussing
3. More crying
4. screaming at the computer
5. tequila
6. Denial
7. more crying
Finally you sleep it off and get up and decide you can fix it
because you're a writer
*grins*
Have a frog
2. Cussing
3. More crying
4. screaming at the computer
5. tequila
6. Denial
7. more crying
Finally you sleep it off and get up and decide you can fix it
because you're a writer
*grins*
Have a frog
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Gearing up for Romantic Times
we missed last year due to a depleted con budget, but this year we're going to LA to sign books and party it up with the fairies.
We made the mistake 2 years ago in Orlando of going too big, I think. It's not us. BA and I are cowboy boot kind of girls. That doesn't keep us from occasionally stepping out in a style that's not our usual
Case in point:
That's Kiernan Kelly's hand, painting my face for the fairy ball. We went as the trailer trash court. I got to be the wicked witch
This year is a Venetian masque-- I think we'll go simpler
We made the mistake 2 years ago in Orlando of going too big, I think. It's not us. BA and I are cowboy boot kind of girls. That doesn't keep us from occasionally stepping out in a style that's not our usual
Case in point:
That's Kiernan Kelly's hand, painting my face for the fairy ball. We went as the trailer trash court. I got to be the wicked witch
This year is a Venetian masque-- I think we'll go simpler
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
beautiful chicken broccoli casserole
we remade chicken broccoli casserole to make it more healthy
I love it
chicken, wild and brown rice, a little cheese-- nummy nummy stuff
we also learned how to make our own golden mushroom soup, gluten free and not full of salt and all. I love it. So many of the old recipes need it, and now I got it!
I'm writing like a fiend, and hoping to hit deadlines
I love it
chicken, wild and brown rice, a little cheese-- nummy nummy stuff
we also learned how to make our own golden mushroom soup, gluten free and not full of salt and all. I love it. So many of the old recipes need it, and now I got it!
I'm writing like a fiend, and hoping to hit deadlines
Monday, January 10, 2011
new story soon, good day for BA
I have a story coming out in the Pour Some Sugar on Me anthology next week. Woo! Most excellent. It's got Andy and Shiloh in it, from my Doctors Without Borders charity Sip. I love the voice of Andy, who does the talking.
It was a good birthday for BA. We had brunch at Mother's Cafe, and wandered to Hill Country Weavers to look at yarn and such. I only got one skein that matched my hair. I think I will bead it and make a new scarf. I like scarves as just accessories, they just don't have to keep me warm. This is a great blue and purple yarn, and it's silk and cashmere. Hopefully I will do it justice.
Look for new books from both TQ and Changeling in Feb, too!
It was a good birthday for BA. We had brunch at Mother's Cafe, and wandered to Hill Country Weavers to look at yarn and such. I only got one skein that matched my hair. I think I will bead it and make a new scarf. I like scarves as just accessories, they just don't have to keep me warm. This is a great blue and purple yarn, and it's silk and cashmere. Hopefully I will do it justice.
Look for new books from both TQ and Changeling in Feb, too!
Saturday, January 08, 2011
happy saturday
tomorrow is BA's birthday. we had the party last night and tomorrow we take her to So Co in downtown Austin for brunch and strawberry cupcakes.
We're planning our con schedule for the year, and we're really excited. We're focusing on RT, which we missed last year, and on Authors After Dark, which will be in Philly in August. This con will be in its second year this year, and our editors who attended last year had a blast, so BA and I thought we'd go.
BA and I love to travel together, and everywhere we go we take pics of our feet. It's a thing. Here we are at the rodeo in Colorado...
We're planning our con schedule for the year, and we're really excited. We're focusing on RT, which we missed last year, and on Authors After Dark, which will be in Philly in August. This con will be in its second year this year, and our editors who attended last year had a blast, so BA and I thought we'd go.
BA and I love to travel together, and everywhere we go we take pics of our feet. It's a thing. Here we are at the rodeo in Colorado...
Friday, January 07, 2011
once upon a time
okay, so I don't actually have a lot of ideas that start that way. I'm way more tha "what of there was this guy" kind of girl
Still, either way there are infinite possibilities there, and that's what writing is all about, right?
Still, either way there are infinite possibilities there, and that's what writing is all about, right?
Wednesday, January 05, 2011
Need to get my butt in gear
I know, I know, I say it all the time I have 3 stories due next week, though
o.O
eek
Tell me what to write, y'all.
and now for your amusement a sexy kitty pose from my last headshot set:
o.O
eek
Tell me what to write, y'all.
and now for your amusement a sexy kitty pose from my last headshot set:
Monday, January 03, 2011
looking at the 2011 schedule
and freaking out a little
aaaah
grins
right now I'm proofing for the business, so I am not in writing mode
aaaah
grins
right now I'm proofing for the business, so I am not in writing mode
Sunday, January 02, 2011
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Beatles day at chez Julia/BA
BA is listening to the Beatles box set and explaining to me how Beatles albums are meant to be an experience and how listening to it all in order is important...
Grins. Too cute.
Lest y'all think it's only country music around here, right?
Grins. Too cute.
Lest y'all think it's only country music around here, right?
Sunday, December 26, 2010
a little late
but merry Christmas!
I got a sodastream, one of those dealies where you can carbonate your own water
yum
I also got a felting machine. it felts layers of fabric together. I can't wait to play
I got a sodastream, one of those dealies where you can carbonate your own water
yum
I also got a felting machine. it felts layers of fabric together. I can't wait to play
Sunday, December 19, 2010
question for y'all
why do you think so many m/m stories vilify women? I'm not being snarky, I'm genuinely curious. Why is it that m/m writers feel the need to make these awful women their only female characters?
It's a generalization, I know, as a lot of us don't, but I do see a trend, and I want thoughts. Anyone? Bueller?
It's a generalization, I know, as a lot of us don't, but I do see a trend, and I want thoughts. Anyone? Bueller?
Thursday, December 16, 2010
posting for the 12 days of Smutfest
hey y'all
for the last few days, and for the next 8 or 9, I'm over at The Torquere blog, http://glbtromance.blogspot.com
Posting excerpts and recipes and short snippety things
go see
for the last few days, and for the next 8 or 9, I'm over at The Torquere blog, http://glbtromance.blogspot.com
Posting excerpts and recipes and short snippety things
go see
Sunday, December 12, 2010
almost Christmas
woo
I love the Christmas season
I so do
I love lights and tinsel and carols
I love boys wrapped in bows
TMI?
Nah
I love the Christmas season
I so do
I love lights and tinsel and carols
I love boys wrapped in bows
TMI?
Nah
Tuesday, December 07, 2010
Tired but feeling triumphant
I'm tired. Worn down. But I feel good about the words I've done. I also feel good at where I am in Christmasing. Woo
Sunday, December 05, 2010
Happy December!
have so much to do today I'm not sure whether I'm wagging my tail or it's wagging me. One way or the other, go check out Torquere Press' 15% off sale, today and Monday. code is treat2010 on account of it being the treat yourself sale.
woo
off to vaccum
woo
off to vaccum
Wednesday, December 01, 2010
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Sunday, November 21, 2010
trying not to whine
we've been doing house renovation and I'm trying not to be whiny. So tired and so much to do
got a new book to read tonight, though
got a new book to read tonight, though
Friday, November 19, 2010
demon hunter tips
never let your hunting partner cheat on his boyfriend
never throw holy water until you know what you're facing
never swear by anything holy in a magic shop
always listen to your partner when he says that girl is perfect for you
fleas can be cured, new love is forever
http://changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1496
never throw holy water until you know what you're facing
never swear by anything holy in a magic shop
always listen to your partner when he says that girl is perfect for you
fleas can be cured, new love is forever
http://changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1496
a little excerpt
Here's an excerpt from Just Semantics!
Dix loved froufy coffee. Okay, so maybe it wasn’t terribly manly, and he’d bet the other demon hunters never admitted to it. They probably said they preferred tequila or motor oil. Still, there was nothing like a double espresso caramel macchiato with triple whip.
Maura was an Americano girl. Somehow that didn’t surprise him at all. She seemed like a control freak, no fuss kind of chick. She also looked amazed that she was having coffee with him. He couldn’t blame her. She had been pretty adamant.
“So, who is this Magnus person?” She’d come to have coffee with him to hear all about Bingo and Magnus. The whole idea of a dog shifter and a warlock seemed to intrigue her, which did not piss him off. Not at all, especially since she called him a killer.
Dix would take what he could get, but he’d much rather find out more about her. Her wavy black-brown hair and lively blue eyes fascinated him, and her curvy body intrigued the hell out of him in a very “I want that” sort of way. “I told you. Warlock. He’s the jealous type. He’s forever seeing our allies and enemies jumping into bed with Bingo. Sometimes it’s true.”
“Bad dog.” Her eyes widened after she said it, like her joke surprised her.
“You know it. What about you? Do you have dogs?”
“No. I have one very opinionated cat.”
Quelle surprise. “A familiar?”
She tilted her head, narrowing her eyes. “Just a cat.”
He held up his free hand. “No offense intended. I just know you witchy types like cats as familiars.”
“Oh! Why am I even here with you? A woman can have a cat and not be all Gaia and granola and all.” Maura planted her hands on the table and stared at him.
“Because you want to get laid.” He regretted it as soon as he said it, and with good reason. With a noise that sounded like a teapot building to a whistle, Maura whirled around and stomped out of the coffee shop, making a grand exit. Dix had only enough time to rise and swig the last of his coffee before he heard a high-pitched cry of dismay and a crashing noise. Shit.
Dix loved froufy coffee. Okay, so maybe it wasn’t terribly manly, and he’d bet the other demon hunters never admitted to it. They probably said they preferred tequila or motor oil. Still, there was nothing like a double espresso caramel macchiato with triple whip.
Maura was an Americano girl. Somehow that didn’t surprise him at all. She seemed like a control freak, no fuss kind of chick. She also looked amazed that she was having coffee with him. He couldn’t blame her. She had been pretty adamant.
“So, who is this Magnus person?” She’d come to have coffee with him to hear all about Bingo and Magnus. The whole idea of a dog shifter and a warlock seemed to intrigue her, which did not piss him off. Not at all, especially since she called him a killer.
Dix would take what he could get, but he’d much rather find out more about her. Her wavy black-brown hair and lively blue eyes fascinated him, and her curvy body intrigued the hell out of him in a very “I want that” sort of way. “I told you. Warlock. He’s the jealous type. He’s forever seeing our allies and enemies jumping into bed with Bingo. Sometimes it’s true.”
“Bad dog.” Her eyes widened after she said it, like her joke surprised her.
“You know it. What about you? Do you have dogs?”
“No. I have one very opinionated cat.”
Quelle surprise. “A familiar?”
She tilted her head, narrowing her eyes. “Just a cat.”
He held up his free hand. “No offense intended. I just know you witchy types like cats as familiars.”
“Oh! Why am I even here with you? A woman can have a cat and not be all Gaia and granola and all.” Maura planted her hands on the table and stared at him.
“Because you want to get laid.” He regretted it as soon as he said it, and with good reason. With a noise that sounded like a teapot building to a whistle, Maura whirled around and stomped out of the coffee shop, making a grand exit. Dix had only enough time to rise and swig the last of his coffee before he heard a high-pitched cry of dismay and a crashing noise. Shit.
Hola peeps!
I'm getting a late start today (noon) because I got an early start with the organizer we hired to help us clean the garage. O.O
Lord, that's a whole blog post of its own.
Anyhoo, today I am blogging to promote my new Hot Flash over at Changeling Press. It's called Just Semantics, and it's about a demon hunter and a shopkeeper.
Dix and Maura
http://changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1496
Dix is kind of a manly demon hunter. Maura hates that. It's hot. Fun. Go read.
so, about natural flea remedies. If ingested, pennyroyal can be a bad, bad thing. A drop on the back of your dog's neck, though, can kill fleas. Yay. If you're going to do a flea wash, though, you have to be way more careful with what you use.
Try a rosemary flea dip. Steep two cups of rosemary in boiling water. Remove leaves after it cools and dilute with more water. Store in a plastic container with a lid. Use a few tablespoons in a bath for fleas.
I'll be back later with more!
Lord, that's a whole blog post of its own.
Anyhoo, today I am blogging to promote my new Hot Flash over at Changeling Press. It's called Just Semantics, and it's about a demon hunter and a shopkeeper.
Dix and Maura
http://changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1496
Dix is kind of a manly demon hunter. Maura hates that. It's hot. Fun. Go read.
so, about natural flea remedies. If ingested, pennyroyal can be a bad, bad thing. A drop on the back of your dog's neck, though, can kill fleas. Yay. If you're going to do a flea wash, though, you have to be way more careful with what you use.
Try a rosemary flea dip. Steep two cups of rosemary in boiling water. Remove leaves after it cools and dilute with more water. Store in a plastic container with a lid. Use a few tablespoons in a bath for fleas.
I'll be back later with more!
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Hot Flash Out from Changeling Press
http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1496
It's called Just Semantics, and it's all about Demon hunter Dix, who's searching for his shifter hunting partner's flea remedy. Magic shopkeeper Maura thinks he's awful. Hot, but awful. Can they find any common ground?
It's called Just Semantics, and it's all about Demon hunter Dix, who's searching for his shifter hunting partner's flea remedy. Magic shopkeeper Maura thinks he's awful. Hot, but awful. Can they find any common ground?
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Coming Soon!
my Hot Flash from Changeling Press!
http://changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1496
http://changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1496
Sunday, November 14, 2010
rambling about the business of writing
books are one of the least profitable retail items in the business
part of it comes from the publishing model of paperback books, which is more than a century old and needs an update. Part of it is the cost of production. Paper is more expensive than ever, and shipping options are narrowing, not expanding. Bookstores will only carry books for 6-8 weeks unless it's a bestseller or unless you're Stephen King with a backlist that sells. And if you write m/m, you know that bookstores often won't carry you at all.
Which is where ebooks come in, right? Low production cost, a growing market of eraders, and an ever-larger number of distributors ought to make it easier than ever for an authors to make a living.
Well, yes and no. I have to admit, I am incredibly grateful that I was one of the first authors to jump on the m/m and ebook bandwagon. My readers are truly wonderful, loyal people, and I appreciate that I'm able to make a living off what I do.
On the other side of the coin, though, there's the fact that with so many books coming out every week now, it's easy to get lost. And with sites like Astatlk gaining popularity, some of us have seen a chunk of sales disappear with every new release.
Trends change a lot faster than they used to, as well. The world moves faster, and the days when you can write in the same genre for 20 years and be successful are over.
So, what's a writer to do?
I think the answer to that is the one thing that hasn't changed. Write what you love. Write it as well as you can. Hope someone loves it. Go out and tell people about it. If you change what you write to fit an audience, it will show in your words.
No matter what the market looks like, it's the best job in the world.
part of it comes from the publishing model of paperback books, which is more than a century old and needs an update. Part of it is the cost of production. Paper is more expensive than ever, and shipping options are narrowing, not expanding. Bookstores will only carry books for 6-8 weeks unless it's a bestseller or unless you're Stephen King with a backlist that sells. And if you write m/m, you know that bookstores often won't carry you at all.
Which is where ebooks come in, right? Low production cost, a growing market of eraders, and an ever-larger number of distributors ought to make it easier than ever for an authors to make a living.
Well, yes and no. I have to admit, I am incredibly grateful that I was one of the first authors to jump on the m/m and ebook bandwagon. My readers are truly wonderful, loyal people, and I appreciate that I'm able to make a living off what I do.
On the other side of the coin, though, there's the fact that with so many books coming out every week now, it's easy to get lost. And with sites like Astatlk gaining popularity, some of us have seen a chunk of sales disappear with every new release.
Trends change a lot faster than they used to, as well. The world moves faster, and the days when you can write in the same genre for 20 years and be successful are over.
So, what's a writer to do?
I think the answer to that is the one thing that hasn't changed. Write what you love. Write it as well as you can. Hope someone loves it. Go out and tell people about it. If you change what you write to fit an audience, it will show in your words.
No matter what the market looks like, it's the best job in the world.
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Hot Flash coming out from Changeling soon!
I'm very excited. My first strictly m/f book in a bit. It's a short story, about 6K, and I'm very proud. More soon!
Monday, November 08, 2010
Interview!
my partner in crime, BA Tortuga, has started doing interviews! I was her guniea pig, and my interview is up over at http://batortuga.blogspot.com/
Sunday, November 07, 2010
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
New Book out!
Hey y'all!
There's a new anthology out from Torquere called Mine.
It's all about possessive paranormals, y'all! I have a young man in his vamp in my story, which is smokin' hot, if I say so myself. There are some amazing stories, in all time periods and all sorts of creatures. Vamps, dragons, demons, demi-gods... It's awesome
go see it here
There's a new anthology out from Torquere called Mine.
It's all about possessive paranormals, y'all! I have a young man in his vamp in my story, which is smokin' hot, if I say so myself. There are some amazing stories, in all time periods and all sorts of creatures. Vamps, dragons, demons, demi-gods... It's awesome
go see it here
Friday, October 15, 2010
Friday Link round up
Hey y'all!
Working hard on some short pieces, but nothing to post so I thought I'd round up some links of interest:
My buddy Sean Michael has a het book out at Changeling Press. Now, before you gag and ew, it's smokin' hot, and the next book in the series will be mmf. Give it a shot
http://changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1469
My own latest Changeling title is the last book in the Mystic U series. Final Exams. It has mf and mmf so there's something for everyone. http://changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1448
Torquere is having a scary good sale this weekend. 15% off total purchase through Sunday, code scary2010 www.torquerebooks.com
y'll know how I love hats. Here's how to make an awesome with hat for halloween
http://sew4home.com/projects/fabric-art-a-accents/705-haunted-halloween-dead-roses-witch-hat
If you love Halloween, it's paranormal month at Torquere. New stories are out now, and later this month the Mine anthology will be out with a story from me and I'll have a Halloween Sip out, as well.
Follow me on Twitter! http://twitter.com/juliatalbot
Got any link obsessions to share? Lay it on me!
Working hard on some short pieces, but nothing to post so I thought I'd round up some links of interest:
My buddy Sean Michael has a het book out at Changeling Press. Now, before you gag and ew, it's smokin' hot, and the next book in the series will be mmf. Give it a shot
http://changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1469
My own latest Changeling title is the last book in the Mystic U series. Final Exams. It has mf and mmf so there's something for everyone. http://changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1448
Torquere is having a scary good sale this weekend. 15% off total purchase through Sunday, code scary2010 www.torquerebooks.com
y'll know how I love hats. Here's how to make an awesome with hat for halloween
http://sew4home.com/projects/fabric-art-a-accents/705-haunted-halloween-dead-roses-witch-hat
If you love Halloween, it's paranormal month at Torquere. New stories are out now, and later this month the Mine anthology will be out with a story from me and I'll have a Halloween Sip out, as well.
Follow me on Twitter! http://twitter.com/juliatalbot
Got any link obsessions to share? Lay it on me!
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Writing hard
Have lots of deadlines to hit here at Chez Julia. BA is hitting hers...
In fact, my buddy BA has 2 new books out. Desert Lobo, a smokin' hot menage about werewolves, and a Screwdriver (which means it ran on Turn of the Screw) called Where there's a Will. Woo.
get them both at www.torquerebooks.com
Getting slammed with pirate notices on my Google alerts. Please don't support pirates. Please please please
In other news, been working on making dolls and having a ball. I love making faces...
In fact, my buddy BA has 2 new books out. Desert Lobo, a smokin' hot menage about werewolves, and a Screwdriver (which means it ran on Turn of the Screw) called Where there's a Will. Woo.
get them both at www.torquerebooks.com
Getting slammed with pirate notices on my Google alerts. Please don't support pirates. Please please please
In other news, been working on making dolls and having a ball. I love making faces...
Sunday, October 03, 2010
Charity Sip Blitz!
I know I'm a little late to the party, but the Torquere Press Charity Sip blitz was released Sept 15. This year's theme is Healing Hearts, and the charity is Doctors without borders. Last year we raised 6000.00 for the Matthew Shepard Foundation.
My story is a fairly non-traditional doctor story, a paranormal called "You Don't Need a Doctor"
When a gunshot victim comes into Alan's ER, he jokes that this guy doesn't need a doctor, he needs a veterinarian. As he keeps working, though, the patient seems to be getting less hairy and less hurt. All except for the bullet wound that's now festering badly. Alan is shocked when his patient seems to miraculously heal as soon as he removes the bullet. He's even more shocked when the guy turns up at his house later to offer a very personal thank you.
Can he figure out Shiloh's secret before it's too late?
***
Here's an excerpt!
"Shit, Tony, this guy doesn't need a doctor, he needs a veterinarian." I pried open the mouth of the guy who'd just come into emergency, staring at the amazing set of canines he had. He'd been shot, and the wound was a mess, seemingly already festering.
Christ, the guy was fuzzy, too.
"Looks like one of those dog-faced boys from the circus." Tony was a great RN, but he'd been working in trauma a long time and had developed a little of the gallows humor you saw when the patient came in unresponsive. It was a defense mechanism, though, and I understood.
"He's not that bad, but yeah, he's on the hairy side. Do we know what happened?"
Tony was doing his job, trying to find a vein to get that IV in, get the fluids going. Janey, the ER tech, was hooking up monitors, waiting to see if I wanted oxygen.
"The intake says he was found at the site of a drive-by. He was unconscious and only partially responsive. EMTs feared some sort of paralysis."
"Drive-by?" There was one bullet, and it had gone in at the lower ribcage. Usually drive-by shooting victims ended up peppered with bullets, or had completely random placement. This looked like it had been aimed for the heart.
"We need to determine how soon he can take surgery, then. That bullet is going to have to come out."
"His vitals are holding steady." Janey started reading off numbers, and I stared a little. The man was bleeding like a stuck pig. There was no way his pressure and heart rate were that good. No way.
"Tony, can you take the monitor for a moment?" Janey waved her pager, and we both nodded. We were shorthanded as hell tonight, and everyone had eight places to be, at least.
Tony nodded, and I started cataloging the issues. The contusions seemed more in line with a beating than a drive-by, but you never knew what was going to happen when someone hit asphalt.
"Does that bullet wound seem… I dunno. Shallower?"
***
Find it here!
My story is a fairly non-traditional doctor story, a paranormal called "You Don't Need a Doctor"
When a gunshot victim comes into Alan's ER, he jokes that this guy doesn't need a doctor, he needs a veterinarian. As he keeps working, though, the patient seems to be getting less hairy and less hurt. All except for the bullet wound that's now festering badly. Alan is shocked when his patient seems to miraculously heal as soon as he removes the bullet. He's even more shocked when the guy turns up at his house later to offer a very personal thank you.
Can he figure out Shiloh's secret before it's too late?
***
Here's an excerpt!
"Shit, Tony, this guy doesn't need a doctor, he needs a veterinarian." I pried open the mouth of the guy who'd just come into emergency, staring at the amazing set of canines he had. He'd been shot, and the wound was a mess, seemingly already festering.
Christ, the guy was fuzzy, too.
"Looks like one of those dog-faced boys from the circus." Tony was a great RN, but he'd been working in trauma a long time and had developed a little of the gallows humor you saw when the patient came in unresponsive. It was a defense mechanism, though, and I understood.
"He's not that bad, but yeah, he's on the hairy side. Do we know what happened?"
Tony was doing his job, trying to find a vein to get that IV in, get the fluids going. Janey, the ER tech, was hooking up monitors, waiting to see if I wanted oxygen.
"The intake says he was found at the site of a drive-by. He was unconscious and only partially responsive. EMTs feared some sort of paralysis."
"Drive-by?" There was one bullet, and it had gone in at the lower ribcage. Usually drive-by shooting victims ended up peppered with bullets, or had completely random placement. This looked like it had been aimed for the heart.
"We need to determine how soon he can take surgery, then. That bullet is going to have to come out."
"His vitals are holding steady." Janey started reading off numbers, and I stared a little. The man was bleeding like a stuck pig. There was no way his pressure and heart rate were that good. No way.
"Tony, can you take the monitor for a moment?" Janey waved her pager, and we both nodded. We were shorthanded as hell tonight, and everyone had eight places to be, at least.
Tony nodded, and I started cataloging the issues. The contusions seemed more in line with a beating than a drive-by, but you never knew what was going to happen when someone hit asphalt.
"Does that bullet wound seem… I dunno. Shallower?"
***
Find it here!
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Just a Cowboy is out!
Hey y'all!
Just a Cowboy, the sequel to Jackass Flats, is out at Torquere Books!
http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&products_id=2834
I'm so proud of this one, y'all! It's a good little story. Go see. Shoo
Just a Cowboy, the sequel to Jackass Flats, is out at Torquere Books!
http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&products_id=2834
I'm so proud of this one, y'all! It's a good little story. Go see. Shoo
Thursday, September 09, 2010
New Book out from Changeling Press!
Woo!The last Mystic U book is out. It's called Final Exams, and while Danny, Heather and Lee are all present and still figuring stuff out, Alpha Logan is getting his very own annoying professor. Alli is kind of a stick in the mud, but Logan might convince her she likes the exciting life...
here's an excerpt:
Logan surveyed the assembled men, noting the age and disposition of each one. He knew each of them well, knew their idiosyncrasies and their loyalties. He knew their scents, too. None of them were the werewolf who was causing trouble within the pack. None of them were a potential assassin. Which made them perfect for what he wanted to do.
"Thanks for coming tonight, guys," he said in his best pack alpha voice. "I need your help."
A murmur went through the group, but no one really spoke up yet. It was an honor for the pack alpha to ask for a man's help and they all knew it, even if it made them nervous enough that the scent of unease was sharp and acrid.
"Someone is attacking members of our pack. I'm sure you all know that Gage got shot last moon." That had made him so angry that he'd torn up the clearing himself, looking for any clue about who might have been there.
"Yeah, but that was a human, right?" That came from one of the younger men, a strong black wolf who Logan hadn't gotten to know very well yet.
"It was, yes. The problem is that whoever put him up to it is one of us."
Another, louder murmur went up, but Logan forestalled it with one raised hand. He had the proof from Danny's dorm room. Maybe one of these men would recognize the scent. "I can prove it, which is why I need your help. Someone has to know who this guy is. Someone has to recognize the scent. Once we know, I need your help to hunt his ass down." He could see skepticism out there, but more than one of the pack men nodded. They had to protect their own.
"Just tell us what we need to do," the young one said, speaking up again, which was surprising and impressive.
"Well, first I need you to come smell this..."
Here's where you buy:
http://changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1448
yay!
here's an excerpt:
Logan surveyed the assembled men, noting the age and disposition of each one. He knew each of them well, knew their idiosyncrasies and their loyalties. He knew their scents, too. None of them were the werewolf who was causing trouble within the pack. None of them were a potential assassin. Which made them perfect for what he wanted to do.
"Thanks for coming tonight, guys," he said in his best pack alpha voice. "I need your help."
A murmur went through the group, but no one really spoke up yet. It was an honor for the pack alpha to ask for a man's help and they all knew it, even if it made them nervous enough that the scent of unease was sharp and acrid.
"Someone is attacking members of our pack. I'm sure you all know that Gage got shot last moon." That had made him so angry that he'd torn up the clearing himself, looking for any clue about who might have been there.
"Yeah, but that was a human, right?" That came from one of the younger men, a strong black wolf who Logan hadn't gotten to know very well yet.
"It was, yes. The problem is that whoever put him up to it is one of us."
Another, louder murmur went up, but Logan forestalled it with one raised hand. He had the proof from Danny's dorm room. Maybe one of these men would recognize the scent. "I can prove it, which is why I need your help. Someone has to know who this guy is. Someone has to recognize the scent. Once we know, I need your help to hunt his ass down." He could see skepticism out there, but more than one of the pack men nodded. They had to protect their own.
"Just tell us what we need to do," the young one said, speaking up again, which was surprising and impressive.
"Well, first I need you to come smell this..."
Here's where you buy:
http://changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1448
yay!
Wednesday, September 01, 2010
win a nook!
see how you can win a B&N Nook and many other prizes!
https://www.torquerebooks.com/contest/contactmain
https://www.torquerebooks.com/contest/contactmain
Monday, August 30, 2010
Working on a lot of new stories
hoping I can hit all the deadlines!
lions and tigers and werewolves, oh my
question, if you're out there. Would you rather see a m/f or m/m/f for a new short story I'm doing for Changeling?
lions and tigers and werewolves, oh my
question, if you're out there. Would you rather see a m/f or m/m/f for a new short story I'm doing for Changeling?
Monday, August 23, 2010
Experieincing personal joy
I went jogging Friday.
No, this is not part of the joy. In fact, there was pain. However, there was a guy out there jogging in the opposite direction, and he had his border collie with him. Man and dog were hugely happy. Smiling. Panting and wheezing in perfect time...
So I thought about my personal joys. Dancing, writing, spending time with non-jogging bassets, my craft room.
Got me through my half hour run
Not a bad deal, all in all
No, this is not part of the joy. In fact, there was pain. However, there was a guy out there jogging in the opposite direction, and he had his border collie with him. Man and dog were hugely happy. Smiling. Panting and wheezing in perfect time...
So I thought about my personal joys. Dancing, writing, spending time with non-jogging bassets, my craft room.
Got me through my half hour run
Not a bad deal, all in all
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Books coming out in September
I have the last Mystic U book coming out in early Sept from Changeling Press. Very exciting! Danny and Heather and Lee get their screen time, but Alpha Logan gets his girl, too
When I have a cover I'll preview.
then in mid-Sept the much awaited sequel to Jackass Flats, Just a Cowboy is out. Woo
check this out
Monday, August 02, 2010
where does the time go?
ack
man, I got to go Cheyenne with BA last week, and it was awesome. Cowboys ahoy!
man, I got to go Cheyenne with BA last week, and it was awesome. Cowboys ahoy!
Friday, July 16, 2010
other old favorites that are not mine
some of my favorite books in m/m?
BA Tortuga's Long Road Home
Kiernan Kelly's Riding Heartbreak Road
Tory Temple's Chasing Victory (Okay, it's a year old, but I love it)
Laney Cairo's Bad Case of Loving You
all of then can be found at www.torquerebooks.com
BA Tortuga's Long Road Home
Kiernan Kelly's Riding Heartbreak Road
Tory Temple's Chasing Victory (Okay, it's a year old, but I love it)
Laney Cairo's Bad Case of Loving You
all of then can be found at www.torquerebooks.com
Monday, July 12, 2010
pulling out old favorites
In my last post, I linked to a great write up of Perfect, which has been out a few years now. Avery and Louis are old friends.
it got me thinking about some of my older tales, and how maybe I'm technically a better grammarian or self-editor now, but about how I do love some of my older stories.
Today I was looking at To Hell You Ride. Arguably my most accurate historical, as I lived a few hours from Telluride for years and loved the place desperately. I also love big Roy, the lead character, as I've been something of an outsider in my life, and I understand where he's coming from.
You can find it here
Saturday, July 10, 2010
Lovely comment on Jessewave's Blog
Leslie did a nice write up of summer stories, and she was kind enough to mention my novel, Perfect. You can read it here!
Perfect is about Louis and Avery, and how they find out that love doesn't have to be perfect to be great
find it at www.torquerebooks.com
Perfect is about Louis and Avery, and how they find out that love doesn't have to be perfect to be great
find it at www.torquerebooks.com
Sunday, July 04, 2010
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Art is subjective
I have this love-hate relationship with "art"
I think it's not the thing itself I have an issue with. I love to look at art, read it, listen to it. All kinds. I love to make dolls and stitch things and write things. With me it's more the definition. I have been called a crafter and a storyteller rather than an artist. My "crafts" are not fine art, I'm told, and my writing is too colloquial and too down home...
I wonder what people would think if they knew Shakespeare's critics and contemporaries called him a writer for the unwashed masses...
Hey, I'm no Shakespeare, but just because I don't have a MFA doesn't mean I can't make things and ask people to pay money for them.
I recently read a comment on a blog, posted anonymously of course, where the commenter complained that she had spent years studying art, knew how to put something together "correctly" and yet people were putting crap up on Etsy and selling it...
So what, I wonder, gives her the right to decide what's crap?
Well, I guess the same thing that makes other people not buy her "art"
Really, it's because art is subjective. Sure, most people can agree that Michelangelo is art, but not everyone loves him. I once stood in front of Botticelli's Birth of Venus in the Uffizi museum in Florence, silently crying my eyes out at my perceived perfection, and had someone tell me they couldn't stand one more boring painting. They had museum burnout.
We had a complete difference of subjective opinion there.
So what makes art to you? Does it have to be studied? Spontaneous? Performance? Tell!
I think it's not the thing itself I have an issue with. I love to look at art, read it, listen to it. All kinds. I love to make dolls and stitch things and write things. With me it's more the definition. I have been called a crafter and a storyteller rather than an artist. My "crafts" are not fine art, I'm told, and my writing is too colloquial and too down home...
I wonder what people would think if they knew Shakespeare's critics and contemporaries called him a writer for the unwashed masses...
Hey, I'm no Shakespeare, but just because I don't have a MFA doesn't mean I can't make things and ask people to pay money for them.
I recently read a comment on a blog, posted anonymously of course, where the commenter complained that she had spent years studying art, knew how to put something together "correctly" and yet people were putting crap up on Etsy and selling it...
So what, I wonder, gives her the right to decide what's crap?
Well, I guess the same thing that makes other people not buy her "art"
Really, it's because art is subjective. Sure, most people can agree that Michelangelo is art, but not everyone loves him. I once stood in front of Botticelli's Birth of Venus in the Uffizi museum in Florence, silently crying my eyes out at my perceived perfection, and had someone tell me they couldn't stand one more boring painting. They had museum burnout.
We had a complete difference of subjective opinion there.
So what makes art to you? Does it have to be studied? Spontaneous? Performance? Tell!
Monday, June 28, 2010
sidelined
man, I have the attention span of a gnat on crack
newsletter got sidelined, but I'm on it, I swear
right now I'm doing data entry and watching Andrew Zimmern
newsletter got sidelined, but I'm on it, I swear
right now I'm doing data entry and watching Andrew Zimmern
Thursday, June 24, 2010
working on a newsletter
yep, working on newsletter for Yahoo group, thanks to BA, who was doing one last night and making me feel guilty.
Will probably post here, too
Will probably post here, too
Monday, June 21, 2010
obstacles and inspiration
so, this past week was full of obstacles to writing.
I find lack of time due to my day job (publishing, which is a joy, but busy) and stress to be the biggest obstacles to my personal writing time. I laugh hysterically, in fact, when people say I went into publishing so I could put my writing first. I write 75% less now than when I worked at a library and could leave my job at the office.
Stress is big, too, though. Someone broke into my car last week and stole all of the electronics, creating expensive havoc. This? Gives me stress. Especially since they did it in broad daylight *IN MY YARD*. Then someone hacked a paypal button, stealing money that goes to a gay charity, essentially.
Nice.
A life of crime must be way easier than writing.
So I decided that I need to revisit my inspiration. Travel. Cowboys. Cowboy hats on dashboards. I love the ching ching sound at the beginning of a fiddle riff. I love Tim McGraw. I love Venice at sunset, when all of the buildings are reflected in the water, and everything is quieting down a little. I love steak and pizza and a good, hard workout. I like a man in Wranglers, hot and sweaty and a little wild. I love the mountains in the summer and fall, when Texas is just too hot.
So what are your obstacles and inspirations?
I find lack of time due to my day job (publishing, which is a joy, but busy) and stress to be the biggest obstacles to my personal writing time. I laugh hysterically, in fact, when people say I went into publishing so I could put my writing first. I write 75% less now than when I worked at a library and could leave my job at the office.
Stress is big, too, though. Someone broke into my car last week and stole all of the electronics, creating expensive havoc. This? Gives me stress. Especially since they did it in broad daylight *IN MY YARD*. Then someone hacked a paypal button, stealing money that goes to a gay charity, essentially.
Nice.
A life of crime must be way easier than writing.
So I decided that I need to revisit my inspiration. Travel. Cowboys. Cowboy hats on dashboards. I love the ching ching sound at the beginning of a fiddle riff. I love Tim McGraw. I love Venice at sunset, when all of the buildings are reflected in the water, and everything is quieting down a little. I love steak and pizza and a good, hard workout. I like a man in Wranglers, hot and sweaty and a little wild. I love the mountains in the summer and fall, when Texas is just too hot.
So what are your obstacles and inspirations?
Saturday, June 19, 2010
it's been a rough week
so it's no wonder I didn't get to promo my new title here until now!
It's called Pictures of You, and it's a m/m/f menage--
Actually, it's a m/m, m/f then m/m/f
*g*
here's the blurb
Ryan and Shreve share an apartment that has it all for such an old building. An open floor plan, a huge shower, and a picture window in the bedroom. When Ryan notices he and Shreve are being spied on by the attractive female photographer across the way, he decides it's time to get friendly with the neighbors. Real friendly. And he sets out to get Shreve to jump on board with the plan.
Leanne has no idea the boys know she's watching. They inspire her to pick up her camera for the first time since a disastrous showing of her work, and they make her hot, but she's not sure she wants to meet her subjects. Maybe she can apply what they teach her to her own personal life, though, and make everything picture perfect.
here's the link :D
It's called Pictures of You, and it's a m/m/f menage--
Actually, it's a m/m, m/f then m/m/f
*g*
here's the blurb
Ryan and Shreve share an apartment that has it all for such an old building. An open floor plan, a huge shower, and a picture window in the bedroom. When Ryan notices he and Shreve are being spied on by the attractive female photographer across the way, he decides it's time to get friendly with the neighbors. Real friendly. And he sets out to get Shreve to jump on board with the plan.
Leanne has no idea the boys know she's watching. They inspire her to pick up her camera for the first time since a disastrous showing of her work, and they make her hot, but she's not sure she wants to meet her subjects. Maybe she can apply what they teach her to her own personal life, though, and make everything picture perfect.
here's the link :D
Saturday, May 08, 2010
have I missed anything?
*g* Still working on new stories, y'all. I am not dead. My publisher alter ego is just the busy one right now!
Hugs to all
Julia
Hugs to all
Julia
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Collected stories at Changeling
Hey y'all!
My Pack Mentality books have been re-released at Changeling as a collection
http://changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1329
that's one low price now for all 4 stories, and there's m/m/f, m/f, and m/m in the stories. Something for everyone who likes werewolves (and the occasional werebear and were-whatevers)
woo!
My Pack Mentality books have been re-released at Changeling as a collection
http://changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1329
that's one low price now for all 4 stories, and there's m/m/f, m/f, and m/m in the stories. Something for everyone who likes werewolves (and the occasional werebear and were-whatevers)
woo!
Friday, April 09, 2010
bloggers
I've always wanted to be one of those bloggers who has neat stuff to say. Who can post every day and make it all sparkly and shit.
I am not that person. I get busy. I forget that I have a blog. I promise content and I disappear for weeks...
Sigh.
I want to be sparkly. I do!
I am not that person. I get busy. I forget that I have a blog. I promise content and I disappear for weeks...
Sigh.
I want to be sparkly. I do!
Monday, April 05, 2010
changed the blurb on the Highwayman
hey y'all. a reviewer (who was very sweet) brought up the fact that the High-Class Highwayman blurb didn't reflect the erotic content. I change it up a little bit.
When Julian is forced to turn to crime after he loses his inheritance, he decides that he can do better than the incompetent highwayman who tries to waylay him one dark night. That's how the High-Class Highwayman comes into his own, and he does very well for himself, at least until Griffen Michalis comes along.
Griffen is far better versed in the criminal underworld than Julian, and he has no interest in the legitimate, and rather modest, fortune that is rightfully Julian's. Being a Lord would cause him too much trouble. Griffen has far more planned for Julian than one night of excitement on the high road and Julian finds that being with Griffen is not just about mind-blowing sexual games, but danger as well.
buy it here!
http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&products_id=2592
When Julian is forced to turn to crime after he loses his inheritance, he decides that he can do better than the incompetent highwayman who tries to waylay him one dark night. That's how the High-Class Highwayman comes into his own, and he does very well for himself, at least until Griffen Michalis comes along.
Griffen is far better versed in the criminal underworld than Julian, and he has no interest in the legitimate, and rather modest, fortune that is rightfully Julian's. Being a Lord would cause him too much trouble. Griffen has far more planned for Julian than one night of excitement on the high road and Julian finds that being with Griffen is not just about mind-blowing sexual games, but danger as well.
buy it here!
http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&products_id=2592
Saturday, March 27, 2010
New Book out from Torquere!
The High-Class Highwayman is out! Woo!
When Julian is forced to turn to crime after he loses his inheritance, he decides that he can do better than the incompetent highwayman who tries to waylay him one dark night. That's how the High-Class Highwayman comes into his own, and he does very well for himself, at least until Griffen Michalis comes along.
Griffen is far better versed in the criminal underworld than Julian, and he has no interest in the legitimate, and rather modest, fortune that is rightfully Julian's. Being a Lord would cause him too much trouble. Can he convince Julian that he's giving the money back, and that he wants something far more than one night of excitement on the high road?
Buy it here!
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Coming this weekend
Saturday I have a High Ball coming out at Torquere Press!
It's called The High-Class Highwayman, and it's a historical romp set in 1780s England.
Julian is an impoverished Lord who has to turn to crime to pay his bills when his father leaves the family fortune to a bastard son. Griffen knows he's not really Julian's long lost brother, and he's happy to give the fortune back. The two begin a game of cat and mouse, of dominance and control, which Julian revels in... Until they get caught. Will the highwayman be around to save his lover when Griffen truly needs help?
It's called The High-Class Highwayman, and it's a historical romp set in 1780s England.
Julian is an impoverished Lord who has to turn to crime to pay his bills when his father leaves the family fortune to a bastard son. Griffen knows he's not really Julian's long lost brother, and he's happy to give the fortune back. The two begin a game of cat and mouse, of dominance and control, which Julian revels in... Until they get caught. Will the highwayman be around to save his lover when Griffen truly needs help?
Saturday, March 13, 2010
new book from Changeling Press
Hey y'all!
I have a new book out from Changeling Press! It's the sequel to Wolf 101, and it's called Mystic U: Midterms
Danny, Lee and Heather are back, and not everyone is thrilled about their relationship at Mystic U and in the small town of Wolf Creek...
here's a link :
http://changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1345
and here's an excerpt -- not really work safe :D
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They pulled up at the little frame house that sat on the edge of town, fields of snow-tinged green out there. Spring was really getting on them. It was kind of glorious, what with the mountains still covered in white and all. Maybe he was turning into something of a country boy after all. Or at least a nature lover coexisting with a city boy.
Lee led the way, and the door was unlocked, just like always. No one locked their door in Wolf Creek. Well, until they got inside. Then Lee locked the door and pulled the laundry basket out of Danny’s arms, tossing it to the floor.
“Hold on, babe. If I don’t start the laundry now it will never get done tonight.” Danny put a hand on Lee’s chest, holding the big guy off.
“You can wait five minutes. That’s all it will take for our first orgasm.” Lee brushed his hand aside, pulling Danny up against his chest and kissing him hard.
Oh. Maybe Lee was right. His cock went hard in a heartbeat, just pushing against the fly of his jeans. Damn. Lee could kiss. Toothy, hard enough to press Danny’s lips against his teeth, the kiss made him moan and start to hump, his hips grinding against Lee’s.
An answering hardness met his, Lee hot and ready, even through their clothes. The clothes started to come off seconds after that, Lee’s big hands easing off his shirt, then opening his jeans. “You’re damned good at that, babe.”
“Uh-huh.” Lee grinned at him, eyes twinkling. “You know what you’re best at?”
“Sucking?” Shit, he didn’t need Lee to tell him that. It seemed impossible that he’d given his first blowjob last semester. He’d learned to love it since then, to love the taste and feel of Lee between his lips, on his tongue.
“Bingo. Wanna?” Stroking Danny’s lower lip, Lee raised one brow, waiting.
“Hell, yes.” Danny sank to his knees, knowing it wouldn’t take long for both of them to come this way. He opened Lee’s jeans and pulled that amazing, thick cock out, licking his lips.
Moaning a little, Lee pulled him forward, pressing the head against his lips. Danny opened up and took him in, sucking at the loose skin just underneath, then pressing his tongue to the slit.
Fuck, yes. The first taste made Danny’s hips rock, his cock pushing up toward the hand he moved down to meet it. It all came together in the most amazing circle of pleasure, his mouth, Lee’s cock. His hand, his cock. Perfect
I have a new book out from Changeling Press! It's the sequel to Wolf 101, and it's called Mystic U: Midterms
Danny, Lee and Heather are back, and not everyone is thrilled about their relationship at Mystic U and in the small town of Wolf Creek...
here's a link :
http://changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1345
and here's an excerpt -- not really work safe :D
---
They pulled up at the little frame house that sat on the edge of town, fields of snow-tinged green out there. Spring was really getting on them. It was kind of glorious, what with the mountains still covered in white and all. Maybe he was turning into something of a country boy after all. Or at least a nature lover coexisting with a city boy.
Lee led the way, and the door was unlocked, just like always. No one locked their door in Wolf Creek. Well, until they got inside. Then Lee locked the door and pulled the laundry basket out of Danny’s arms, tossing it to the floor.
“Hold on, babe. If I don’t start the laundry now it will never get done tonight.” Danny put a hand on Lee’s chest, holding the big guy off.
“You can wait five minutes. That’s all it will take for our first orgasm.” Lee brushed his hand aside, pulling Danny up against his chest and kissing him hard.
Oh. Maybe Lee was right. His cock went hard in a heartbeat, just pushing against the fly of his jeans. Damn. Lee could kiss. Toothy, hard enough to press Danny’s lips against his teeth, the kiss made him moan and start to hump, his hips grinding against Lee’s.
An answering hardness met his, Lee hot and ready, even through their clothes. The clothes started to come off seconds after that, Lee’s big hands easing off his shirt, then opening his jeans. “You’re damned good at that, babe.”
“Uh-huh.” Lee grinned at him, eyes twinkling. “You know what you’re best at?”
“Sucking?” Shit, he didn’t need Lee to tell him that. It seemed impossible that he’d given his first blowjob last semester. He’d learned to love it since then, to love the taste and feel of Lee between his lips, on his tongue.
“Bingo. Wanna?” Stroking Danny’s lower lip, Lee raised one brow, waiting.
“Hell, yes.” Danny sank to his knees, knowing it wouldn’t take long for both of them to come this way. He opened Lee’s jeans and pulled that amazing, thick cock out, licking his lips.
Moaning a little, Lee pulled him forward, pressing the head against his lips. Danny opened up and took him in, sucking at the loose skin just underneath, then pressing his tongue to the slit.
Fuck, yes. The first taste made Danny’s hips rock, his cock pushing up toward the hand he moved down to meet it. It all came together in the most amazing circle of pleasure, his mouth, Lee’s cock. His hand, his cock. Perfect
Saturday, March 06, 2010
new book at Torquere
woo! Purple Pen diaries - yummy little mystery about a writer and a security guy :>
http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&products_id=2546
here's a wee excerpt ---
"Mr. Tyler?"
Shit. Well, at least it was tall, dark and hotter than hell who'd detained me.
"Yes?" I pasted on a smile, which made him chuckle. The sound was low and sensual, and went straight to my cock.
"I was going to invite you up to the windows bar and grill thing for dessert."
I stared. I couldn't help it. Surely it wasn't my good looks, though I managed to do all right for myself. If he was a fan, though, I wasn't above taking advantage of it to keep him around a bit longer.
"Sure. Can we escape now, though?"
"You bet." He laughed again, and it made me want to push him down and hump him. It had been a long time since I'd had such a visceral reaction to someone. I liked it.
We worked our way through the crowd, heading toward the stairs. We'd gone up three decks before either of us spoke.
"I like your books," Marc finally said, glancing over. "You must have sisters, to be able to write a guy pretending to be a girl and make it convincing."
"Sisters? What makes you think it's not my skills as a Lothario? I could be married, or engaged or something."
"Your bio says, 'Confirmed bachelor Brandt Tyler'. I figured that meant you were queer."
I sputtered with laughter. I couldn't help it. Most people were not nearly that direct. "I am. Maybe that's how I get the girly thing."
He paused on a landing, looking me over carefully. So carefully that it made my cock twitch. "Nah. You're not that in touch with your feminine side."
"What about you?"
"What about me?" Devereaux grinned, eyes crinkling up at the corners. "I'm all for you being one hundred percent male."
"Oh, good." I started climbing again, feeling the need to sit down somewhere, preferably under a booth where I could hide my rising cock. "So, what do you do, Mr.--"
"Marc. Call me Marc."
---
go check it out!
http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&products_id=2546
here's a wee excerpt ---
"Mr. Tyler?"
Shit. Well, at least it was tall, dark and hotter than hell who'd detained me.
"Yes?" I pasted on a smile, which made him chuckle. The sound was low and sensual, and went straight to my cock.
"I was going to invite you up to the windows bar and grill thing for dessert."
I stared. I couldn't help it. Surely it wasn't my good looks, though I managed to do all right for myself. If he was a fan, though, I wasn't above taking advantage of it to keep him around a bit longer.
"Sure. Can we escape now, though?"
"You bet." He laughed again, and it made me want to push him down and hump him. It had been a long time since I'd had such a visceral reaction to someone. I liked it.
We worked our way through the crowd, heading toward the stairs. We'd gone up three decks before either of us spoke.
"I like your books," Marc finally said, glancing over. "You must have sisters, to be able to write a guy pretending to be a girl and make it convincing."
"Sisters? What makes you think it's not my skills as a Lothario? I could be married, or engaged or something."
"Your bio says, 'Confirmed bachelor Brandt Tyler'. I figured that meant you were queer."
I sputtered with laughter. I couldn't help it. Most people were not nearly that direct. "I am. Maybe that's how I get the girly thing."
He paused on a landing, looking me over carefully. So carefully that it made my cock twitch. "Nah. You're not that in touch with your feminine side."
"What about you?"
"What about me?" Devereaux grinned, eyes crinkling up at the corners. "I'm all for you being one hundred percent male."
"Oh, good." I started climbing again, feeling the need to sit down somewhere, preferably under a booth where I could hide my rising cock. "So, what do you do, Mr.--"
"Marc. Call me Marc."
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go check it out!
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
I know, I suck
Miss Promo I am not...
Let's see, what all is new?
Not a heck of a lot. I'm behind on all of my deadlines. :( Sighs
still, I'm working on it!
Let's see, what all is new?
Not a heck of a lot. I'm behind on all of my deadlines. :( Sighs
still, I'm working on it!
Tuesday, November 03, 2009
lots of things
Lord, I'm behind. I have Sips out, both a Charity Sip called If Wishes were Horses and a Halloween Sip called The Zed Word. The first is about cowboys, the second is about zombies, and they're both at www.torquerebooks.com
I'm in the Care and Feeding of Demons anth, also at Torquere. My demon convinces his demon hunter to have sex the old-fashioned way. He tells him he needs it to become human...
I'm not sure I mentioned my new title at Changeling Press, either! Called Wolf 101, it's part of a new series about a paranormal college called Mystic U. It's a hot menage, and it's a lot of fun
okay, off to Tweet
I'm in the Care and Feeding of Demons anth, also at Torquere. My demon convinces his demon hunter to have sex the old-fashioned way. He tells him he needs it to become human...
I'm not sure I mentioned my new title at Changeling Press, either! Called Wolf 101, it's part of a new series about a paranormal college called Mystic U. It's a hot menage, and it's a lot of fun
okay, off to Tweet
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
way behind
Sorry about the non-posting. Real life gets me behind
My book The Fire Inside, came out sometime this month. It was a serial on Turn of the Screw over at Torquere and is now an ebook. It's got psychics, firestarters, boys with guns, and lots of hot stuff...
blurb:
Nick is just a working man, trying to get his job done. When a routine job goes sour, though, he knows just who to blame; the guy who threw himself in front of Nick's car. Ty.
Ty's in trouble, and he's hoping Nick will help him. He's not sure what forces brought them together, but he knows they're meant to be, and he's willing to use his talent for generating heat to keep Nick at his side, ready for more of his special gifts. And ready to defend him from anyone who wants to hurt him. Will these two be overcome by the fire inside?
Buy link
http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&products_id=2084
Read the amazing review by CB Potts
http://www.torquerepress.com/fiction/fireinside.html#review
There we go!
What else? Oh, yeah. I got a great interview from Rainbow Reviews, and it's up here:
http://rainbow-reviews.com/?p=1623
You should go check it out, and check out everything else over there. The RR folks are very good to us m/m writers and readers
OKay, going to catch up on other stuff!
Later!
My book The Fire Inside, came out sometime this month. It was a serial on Turn of the Screw over at Torquere and is now an ebook. It's got psychics, firestarters, boys with guns, and lots of hot stuff...
blurb:
Nick is just a working man, trying to get his job done. When a routine job goes sour, though, he knows just who to blame; the guy who threw himself in front of Nick's car. Ty.
Ty's in trouble, and he's hoping Nick will help him. He's not sure what forces brought them together, but he knows they're meant to be, and he's willing to use his talent for generating heat to keep Nick at his side, ready for more of his special gifts. And ready to defend him from anyone who wants to hurt him. Will these two be overcome by the fire inside?
Buy link
http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&products_id=2084
Read the amazing review by CB Potts
http://www.torquerepress.com/fiction/fireinside.html#review
There we go!
What else? Oh, yeah. I got a great interview from Rainbow Reviews, and it's up here:
http://rainbow-reviews.com/?p=1623
You should go check it out, and check out everything else over there. The RR folks are very good to us m/m writers and readers
OKay, going to catch up on other stuff!
Later!
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
New release from Torquere
Well, actually, a re-release.
I had a story I just loved out in the Play Ball anthology, called Hitting Streak. It was about ex-baseball pro Jose, who was injured and could no longer play, and the guy who wants to take him out. Dave. It's available now as part of a pair of stories in a Sip. It's called Two Games, and I share space in it with my bud, BA Tortuga.
http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&products_id=2017
Check it out!
I had a story I just loved out in the Play Ball anthology, called Hitting Streak. It was about ex-baseball pro Jose, who was injured and could no longer play, and the guy who wants to take him out. Dave. It's available now as part of a pair of stories in a Sip. It's called Two Games, and I share space in it with my bud, BA Tortuga.
http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&products_id=2017
Check it out!
Tuesday, June 09, 2009
duuuude
man, it's going to be scorching this week. 99 for a high most days. makes me want tea by the gallon and lots of fans. How do y'all beat the heat?
Saturday, June 06, 2009
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